Ndengeler Quotes & Sayings

So this means you're spoiling me right?
Can't Help it. You're the best hound ever.
Oberon's tail thumped a few times and his mouth partially opened, seeming to smile at me. — Kevin Hearne

If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me? — Czeslaw Milosz

If you accept the pain, it cannot hurt you. — Hugh MacLeod

After my return to England it appeared to me that by following the example of Lyell in Geology, and by collecting all facts which bore in any way on the variation of animals and plants under domestication and nature, some light might perhaps be thrown on the whole subject. — Charles Darwin

The fact that the world today is what it is suggests, to say the least, that this concept is far from being cherished universally. The reasons for its unpopularity are twofold. First, what is required for this concept to be put into effect is a margin of democracy. This is precisely what 86 percent of the globe lacks. Second, the common sense that tells a victim that his only gain in turning the other cheek and not responding in kind yields, at best, a moral victory, i.e., quite immaterial. The natural reluctance to expose yet another part of your body to a blow is justified by a suspicion that this sort of conduct only agitates and enhances Evil; that moral victory can be mistaken by the adversary for his impunity. — Joseph Brodsky

Robert Conquest once suggested that 'a curious little volume might be made of the poems of Stalin, Castro, Mao and Ho Chi Minh, with illustrations by A. Hitler. — Martin Amis

I increasingly see organized religion as actually my enemy. They treat me as their enemy. Not all Christians, of course. Not all Jews, not all Muslims. — Ian McKellen

There's only one thing that's certainAnd that's everybody, everybody's hurting — Jakob Dylan

Anybody in my job steers a tightrope between being popular and being principled. — Virginia Bottomley

This a work of f(r)iction, where fact and fiction rub up against each other, and nobody wants to know it regardless. — Bob N. Boguslavski

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!
How silently, and with how wan a face! — Philip Sidney